Lyrics:
Let me get the coke bottle
Then I get the choke throttle
I know that you want me
But I ain't your worst model
Let me get the ink bottle
See if you
It's okay, I spilled a bottle of ink
A bottle of ink
A bottle of ink
It's okay, I spilled a bottle of ink
And it went all over the table
So I went
bucket on full I'm cruising
Ink bottle on me keep oozing
Follow an unbeaten path but I got a compass I'm coolin
I don't know what I did but it was
Twelve little wells of golden ink
Bone bottles stacked mouth to tail
Arcing your back into the sand-cloud
Our thoughts underneath her skin
Arctic
in linen,
with a writer's ink bottle at his side.
And they went in and stood beside the bronze altar
So, picture the endless
Oh, go picture the land
feel alive
Now you see I bleed inside
Because I'm alone
Like a cigarette butt on the floor
I feel empty like my ink bottle
Into gin I'm looking for
lacking
Nah
Yelling
Nah
Screaming
Nah
Ya niggas tooo dramatic
Yah
Yah
Baby girl a model
Ink all on that bottle
She not even hostile
Want her to tat my
a canvas with this words and I don't need no ink
Been popping bottles you gone miss it if you take a blink
My drink be activist, We turnin up again
I
dear!)
(Wotcher think?)
How about a sample, mister? (This is piss)
Piss with ink!
Let me smell that bottle
I don't want no ink piss!
What is this?
dear!)
(Wotcher think?)
How about a sample, mister? (This is piss)
Piss with ink!
Let me smell that bottle
I don't want no ink piss!
What is this?
dear!)
(Wotcher think?)
How about a sample, mister? (This is piss)
Piss with ink!
Let me smell that bottle
I don't want no ink piss!
What is this?
is an ink pen, bottle
Or a razor your hollerin' for praise ya
Catch me in the hood with
A model named Taysha
And the swallow game major
These cowards
black, nine hows and a laser
And the party is an ink pen, bottle, or a razor
Your hollerin for praise ya, catch me in the hood with a model named Taysha
a kinda monkey in mood,
Like a kitty cat I liked
Look chains are crashed now I'm linked
Blanked bottle of ink
Black books, black boots
But purple & green
the cigarillo
Im dripping literally
I'm leaving puddles of ink everywhere that I go
Bottle of ink and a streak
Me and my marker stay Closer than Kenneth
The writing on the back of my hand ain't
Nothing but a little ink
The bottle underneath the counter ain't
Nothing but a little drink
The picture
think
Like the baggage
Wonder why I clothe myself with all this ink
Champagne bottles, six-foot models
Like to call them sneaky links
What do you think
think
Like the baggage
Wonder why I clothe myself with all this ink
Champagne bottles, six-foot models
Like to call them sneaky links
What do you think
and gentlemen, take my advice,
Pull down your pants and slide on the ice.
Inka binka, bottle of ink,
The cork fell out and you stink.
Nyah nyah nyah nyah
Uggh!
Pull, pull
Wuh!
Come on!
Uggh!
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
Al live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings
Uggh!
Pull, pull
Yeah
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Uggh!
Pull, pull
Wuh!
Come on!
Uggh!
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
Al live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I
Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list
All live, never on a floppy disk
Inka, inka, bottle of ink
Paintings of rebellion
Drawn up by the thoughts I think
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